He Can't Let Go

A/N: Wow, it’s been a hot minute, hasn’t it? Christmas came and flew by—and I missed New Year’s without updating too? Seriously?? Ahh…apologies this chapter was so hard to get out because of unexpected circumstances. Hospitals and sickness…all that icky stuff =P. I’m better now…somewhat (cross your fingers) so I should be able to get back in the swing of stuff soon, especially now that the holidays are over.

I want to take a sec to thank all of you guys who read and reviewed Jingle Bells! Despite it being a present for someone else, I put lots of effort into it hehe, so I’m glad so many of you liked it. I love youuuuuu!

Now to my lovely reviewers:

MAKandCHEESE: Toothpaste! ^^ And you call ME the silly one! I’m not sure how that would work out but it would definitely entail minty freshness XD. I’m happy my bitchy and perverted characters make your day, making your day makes my day *hug*. I’m sorry about your picture issue though =[ Hopefully this will cheer you up some! ♥

KakaSasu_4ever: I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you that I updated (even though that was forever ago and it seems pointless to talk about now XD). Just know that when we coincidentally brought up sushi in our convo that day it was SO hard not to say anything. But alas, I am evil. You need to come home soon so you can read and whine for me to update more and write you stuff! ♥

yaoi_is_my_antidrug: I looooove Sasuke in Kakashi’s clothes…(*cough* his uniform *cough*) it may be an issue I’m not sure XD. And don’t worry about your non-coherent review because I’ve left you about a zillion of them lol! Thanks for letting me mooch on ygallery! ♥

sasuke_uchiha_uke: I’m so thrilled that I am loved!!!!!! Kakashi’s bathroom was so random—but I love it ^^. The part about partially ripped fish wallpaper made me laugh because my friend has the same thing…silly boys. I hope you keep reading and loving me! ♥


Whew, all done! On to yaoi!!!!!!!



“What the hell is this?”

“Your new best friend,” Kakashi replied, sounding entirely too pleased with himself.

Maybe he had went a bit too far actually buying something like that. Sasuke hadn’t really been responding to the suggestive comments he’d been dishing out all day. But it’s not like he would know how to anyway. This wasn’t the way he wished to proposition their next sexual encounter—and yes, he did want another one—though. Honestly, he’d just forgotten to take it out of the bag, never really having a chance to since Sasuke had snatched it from him the moment he walked through the door.

Always the one to stay on top of situations, his brain was already in works of how he could make this to his advantage. Observing the Uchiha squinting down at the tiny lettering printed across the label, he decided to give Sasuke a moment to figure it out for himself. He watched dark eyes glide slowly back and forth, reading every word available, before raising quickly to stare at him looking just as confused as before. He still wasn’t getting it, which was fine. Kakashi felt a better reaction would come after saying this, anyway. “Well, unless you prefer my spit, this stuff is actually less painful.”

Before he could stop them, Sasuke felt his eyes grow large, heat creeping around his ears at the sudden understanding. Looking away embarrassedly, he dropped his head back down to scrutinize the tube of liquid resting in his hand. Lubricant. Now it made sense. Unconsciously his stomach leapt, hormones turning on like little switches when he realized the meaning behind this. Kakashi wanted it again. Kakashi wanted him again. He suddenly felt stupid. All the things he’d said to him earlier…the comments about tying him up and…giving him something to eat…Kakashi had been serious.

And he’d gone out of his way to buy this just so he wouldn’t feel as much pain? Despite the fact that it was bought for purely sexual reasons, Sasuke couldn’t help but feel happy. He felt like Kakashi really cared about him, that he really was trying to give him a reason to stay. And, even if he was reading too much into the man’s actions, Sasuke found it hard to shake the feeling, so he was going along with it. Opening eyes, having closed them briefly during that reflection, he finally peered over at his ex-sensei.

Last night he’d been so caught up in all the sensations he hadn’t really stopped to just look. Here he was, staring at the man’s bare face, and it was so much like that fleeting moment way back when. Whatever spell captivating him on that casual walk so long ago was bewitching him again. All visuals besides the alluring one before him crumbled and faded.

Excluding the prominent vertical scar, the jounin’s skin was ridiculously flawless. It matched his in paleness, but lacked the adolescent smoothness his own still managed to cling to. Sasuke recalled the prickle of a freshly shaved jaw against his cheek while Kakashi drove into him like a madman just a few hours ago. The answering tingle in his lap at the memory had lust swirling rapidly into his eyes, lids lowering just a fraction.

He decided then that his body wasn’t all that sore; if Kakashi wanted him again, he would have him again.

“Although your spit is nice, I might as well give it a try,” he paused, not knowing at all what was coming out of his mouth or why, but seeing that gray iris narrow just a smidge in undisguised interest urged him on. Managing a seductive look through a lowered fringe of lashes, Sasuke summoned all the self-confidence he’d misplaced since early morning, lowering his voice to a murmur, excitement gradually flickering against his insides. Tilting his head just barely, he made sure his bruised neck was open for inspection, choosing then to lift a single brow challengingly, “Show me?”

Kakashi’s own eyebrows raised, smile tugging at his lips until just his top teeth emerged. Sasuke was finally flirting back, and boy did he like it. It sent a flare of heat to a rather obvious place, and the man rode it out while slumping back in his chair, legs stretching out lazily. “I’d be happy to, free of charge, however,” he tossed the empty food container from his lap uncaringly, voice smooth as silk, “as sexy as you look in my clothes, you’ll have to take them off.”

It was a dare…made quite apparent when Kakashi gripped the hem of his navy shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it to land just before Sasuke’s feet.

Out here?! Eyes were glued to the exposed torso, sun gleaming down on it and making the ripples of muscles glow unnaturally. The amused clicking of a tongue drew his attention back to the man’s face. How he longed to wipe that stupid knowing smirk off his lips. Kakashi thought he knew him! Well, he would prove him wrong.

Shoving everything from his own lap with impatient force, Sasuke’s own hands flew down in a crisscross to grasp the clingy material at his waist. He made to pull it off quick, back arching, the tight fabric catching on his nose and ears slightly before coming off completely, positively mussing his hair in the process. He pitched the bundle of clothing.

It landed directly across Kakashi’s thighs, Sasuke couldn’t help his arrogant smirk, looking as conceited as possible while reclining back to mimic the jounin’s casual slouch. Again, he raised an eyebrow as if to say “your turn”.

Kakashi entwined his fingers in the discarded shirt draped in his lap, black threads continuing to exude a heat similar to when clothes were first unloaded from the dryer. His shoulders twitched slightly in a suppressed shudder. If the shirt was this hot in temperature, Sasuke’s bare skin had to be a furnace. Lifting the article, he casually dropped it to the floor next to his chair. Dark eyes were nearly tangible in the way they surveyed his newly uncovered crotch, no doubt picking up on the bulge that had materialized.

It had been a while since Kakashi had played a sexy game like this, especially with a partner who was so receptive to every move he made. He contemplated how Sasuke would act if he really let his kinky side out—he’d pretty much held it back last night for evident reasons. Truth was, Kakashi was a real talker—one who loved extended foreplay. “I wonder,” he began, voice struggling to retain innocence, “you stole my clothes…did you steal my underwear, too?” Without breaking the intense eye contact, a flick of his thumb and index finger had the button to his pants released.

Sasuke’s breath hitched, inaudible to anyone but himself. This was uncharted territory…well, all sex was. But this playful banter back and forth, the teasing, the building sexual tension…it was all so exhilarating—he’d never felt anything like it. Taking things slow, step by agonizingly heart-pumping step, made him nearly itch to have something physical happen. But, he refrained. Something told him the longer they drew this out the better it would be once they let loose. So when Kakashi shivered, he did too.

His own prominent erection beneath his pants made getting the belt off that much harder. Kakashi was setting him on fire, so every slight brush of knuckles sent his breaths quickening. Finally, he lifted his hips up to yank it free of the loops, allowing the narrow leather strip to fall lifelessly at his feet. Breaking the rules, he cheated and took another turn before Kakashi could move, nimble pale fingers scrabbling at the fastening above his crotch.

Unbuttoned, he hesitated at the zipper, tracing a finger casually up and down the metal line of teeth. “Wouldn’t you like to know,” he replied, eyes flickering up hungrily.

Kakashi let out a low chuckle, stripping his closed sharingan eye of its protection and lowering the blue band to the ground. “I do know, Sasuke-kun,” he stated confidently as both hands traveled back down his waist. One flew to the silver zipper at the top of his fly, gripping the tip and pulling down just a tad before stopping. The other hand—the one Sasuke’s attention had focused on—squeezed the hardened mound that had somehow extended across to his hipbone. Resituating his cock, surprising himself at how big it was already, he again trailed his fingers to his zipper, waiting for Sasuke to look at him again.

“Because I don’t own any.”

Sasuke watched Kakashi’s pants fall open before the words even had a chance to sink in. When that heavy pole of flesh rose up before his eyes he felt his mouth go dry, swore his heart was threatening to fall out of his chest. Like a vampire he drank in the sight of his ex-sensei unblinkingly, experiencing that involuntary tingle of arousal he’d felt more today than he had in his entire life.

Tripping over words that hadn’t even formed, brain on autopilot as nothing but that darkened cock against pale plains of muscle assaulted his senses, he struggled to get a hold of himself. Slicking his lips with a tongue, he found it exceptionally hard to maintain a level tone of voice. “Hn. Guess you got me then,” he said in defeat, wrapping fingers in the belt loops at either side of his hips and pulling down, the looseness posing no need to undo the zipper.

Kakashi felt his confident smile falter just a fraction, the same effect Sasuke underwent practically gripping him by the balls. Something about the way the Uchiha lifted his pelvis to slide the article down further brought a flush to his neck, and tensing in his stomach when the first black wisps of pubic hair were revealed. More than ever he wished to race to Sasuke’s side of the balcony. Incapable of thinking more than one step ahead, he wasn’t sure what he would do once he got there.

He held back though, desperation was not a good look for him, even if that’s exactly what he was becoming—desperate.

Filling lungs with a deep breath and holding it, clinging to some semblance of calm, Kakashi’s pupil followed the trail of a white waistband dragging itself down a delicious body as if in slow motion. Past the tufts of hair, the barest sliver of hard skin was revealed, slowly growing larger and larger in proportion. Finally, once past the wider circumference of the rim, the barrier fell away with ease, the Uchiha’s blood-saturated organ springing up much like his own had, leaking tip coming back to rest lovingly just below Sasuke’s naval.

The jounin was forced to release the moan building in the back of his throat when his lungs began to work again, breath rasping harshly when he observed Sasuke completely remove his pants and sitting back with his legs parted just slightly. The view was amazing, but not enough for him. He needed Sasuke now.

Sasuke regarded the curl of a finger beckoning him forward. This was it. The game was over. Now the real fun could start.

He could hardly contain himself, planting either of his hands against the arms of the chair for leverage to stand, his legs couldn’t be trusted to do so on their own. His ass had made it nearly five inches off the seat before a loudly hissed “no” had him falling back down, shooting Kakashi a positively malicious glare.

Mouth open, eye lowered to half-mast, yet sharpened with lust, Kakashi’s voice came as a commanding whisper.

“Crawl.”

What?! Sasuke felt his narrowed eyes widen in confusion. Kakashi wanted him to…No. That was just too degrading. His own pride would never recover if he allowed himself to do something like that. Kakashi was asking for submission, but Sasuke wasn’t looking to be dominated. But if that was true…then why was he picturing the act in his head and liking it? Why were pleasurable spikes shooting through his groin imagining Kakashi seated high above him, staring down at him with unbridled lechery? Before Sasuke could sort through his own conflict, the man spoke again.

“Sasuke,” he paused, waiting for the other’s focus. With a jerk of his head, he gestured across the street. “If you stand, you run the risk of them seeing you. You don’t want that, right?”

Clueless, Sasuke peered through the bars over at the building across from them. Sure enough, it was another apartment complex. Though the balconies were vacant, the one adjacent to theirs had a glass door. Whoever resided there was clearly having some sort of get together; people could be seen passing by left and right.

Despite the fact that a rational mind would realize these people were seemingly engrossed in their own activities and much too far away to notice any foul play, Sasuke found himself agreeing with Kakashi’s reasoning. If Kakashi was only concerned about the people it meant he wasn’t making Sasuke crawl to him out of spite, but just for their own safety. And if he kept that in mind, Sasuke wouldn’t be disgusted with himself for wanting to do it in the first place.

That didn’t mean Kakashi looked any less turned on when the Uchiha slid down to his hands and knees though.

Down on the floor, Sasuke could feel the smooth hardness of the concrete against his kneecaps and palms, the contrasting coolness helping to fan his overheated body. He felt the small of his back arch naturally, ass raising up in response, the noticeable density of his engorged cock bobbing just slightly underneath him. Wordlessly he locked eyes with the older man through disheveled bangs, an utterly animalistic phenomenon possessing him.

With all the grace of a feline he approached, shoulder muscles undoubtedly putting on a show of their own with each step he took. There was something primal about stalking forward like this. He felt empowered, as if he was the predator and Kakashi was his prey. He noticed the man hadn’t blinked, intensity in his face telling Sasuke he was about five seconds from abandoning his own chair and meeting him halfway. Seeing the raw need on the jounin’s face sent such a strong heat wave through him not even the cement could extinguish it. “Kakashi,” he rasped, his voice so low it sounded foreign.

The man’s stomach muscles were visibly clenching he was so tense. He may have lied about the people over there but it was well worth it. Sasuke looked so hot. Kakashi didn’t know what had come over him today, body not having shown such a vivacious physical attraction in years. But then again he had no idea Sasuke would grow into this completely licentious creature crawling enticingly up to him either. The Uchiha had turned his own sport against him, working him up to the point where he was so sexed he’d become the embodiment of his libido.

As palms came up to rest on his clothed knees, heat seeping through like liquid fire, Kakashi watched Sasuke’s gaze flicker down his body before rising up again appearing starved. When he grasped the teen’s hot-blooded shoulders to pull him up, his hands were quickly shrugged off. Sasuke retained his position of kneeling between the man’s spread legs, fingers tracing paths of fire further and further up his thighs, leaving chills in their wake, dark eyes swallowing his own in their abyss of ferocity.

It was only when navy pants were yanked forward harshly that Kakashi remembered Sasuke was every bit as strong as he looked. Nails scraped determinedly at his flesh as the article was tugged harder and harder, the Uchiha’s attention fixated solely on his ex-sensei’s crotch. A couple of times the force was so hard Kakashi had to grip the chair not to be dragged along with them, doing what he could to lift his legs and aid in the stripping.

Once the lower half of him matched the nakedness of the top, he found Sasuke hadn’t looked up at him in a long while. The Uchiha’s eyes were doing to his sex what Kakashi would rather experience from the teen’s hands…or mouth. Those sweltering palms were back, hotter than ever as they slid up his bare skin until they reached his waist, thumbs so close to his cock he could practically feel them. Time for waiting was over. “You planning on returning the favor, Sasuke-kun?” Manners may have sounded like they were still present, but Kakashi knew if he was forced to ask again there would be nothing nice about it.

With both hands, Sasuke encircled the base of the large cock staring him in the face, feeling the back of his neck grow warm at the memory of sitting on it and of it slamming up into him. He swallowed deeply, leaning closer to tilt his head up, “Anything for you…sensei.”

He called me…? A strange feeling broke through his chest then, extending through every receptor in his body and successfully making him feel lightheaded. In all the time they’d known each other Sasuke had never once called him that, always opting for a first name basis only. Still something about that word gave him true hope. Sasuke hadn’t let go of his past, suppressed it maybe—but he hadn’t forgotten. Kakashi couldn’t really express how he felt right now, but for some reason keeping Sasuke home wasn’t just a mission anymore.

It was personal.

His pelvic muscles clenched, sending his dick jerking roughly within the Uchiha’s hands. Both gazed down just in time to see a translucent glob emerge from the tiny hole, gathering in volume until its accumulation sent it spilling over the side only to be swiped up by a nimble thumb. The digit was brought back against a smug mouth, tongue emerging from it to wrap around the pad, licking away every trace.

“Say it again,” Kakashi breathed out as the hand came back and began stroking up and down, palm slick and warm with saliva. He had to hear it again.

Sasuke leaned ever closer, the plastic of the chair now digging a line across his ribs, upper body molded to the man’s thighs. Angling Kakashi’s cock up so he could perform a languid lick against the underside, he pulled back, smirking cheekily. “No.”

Looking down at that stunningly attractive face, years of observation and sharingan abuse had Kakashi delving past the cocky look it adorned. Beneath those devilishly amused eyes, he could see happiness. It was slight, but it was there…he was sure of it. And it made him smile, only to be quickly replaced by a pleasured grimace as Sasuke’s mouth engulfed him, shattering any thinking skill he possessed.

Despite a full mouth, the Uchiha’s cheeks still raised slightly with unrepressed entertainment. Kakashi had been zoning out on him, but now he had his attention, he could pretty much feel the weight of the man’s gaze looking down on him. He may not have been able to look Kakashi in the face, but the frontal view of tight flexing abs wasn’t a bad substitute.

Halfway down the stiff erection, Sasuke was infatuated with the taste. Honestly it held the same flavor as plain skin, but as he drew back, tongue zigzagging up along the thick vein he encountered the real taste. It was strong and unlike anything he’d ever experienced. It wasn’t really good so much as it was overwhelming, but Sasuke knew he was the cause of it flooding his mouth, and something about that knowledge made him savor it like it was the best thing in the world. Back up to the head, his tongue circled it before plunging forward against the small hole, skin parting like lips as he stroked his taste buds along it, licking the fluid at its source.

Above, gloveless hands tightened against the arms of the plastic chair. Sasuke’s mouth was an inferno; jaw opened quite wide to take him in but Kakashi could still feel the jaggedness of molars against his sensitive flesh, pressing harder against him the further the Uchiha went down. Rather than hurting, it helped him to concentrate on something other than that slippery rough-textured muscle caressing his cock in all the right ways. “Heh…maybe I should’ve done this…to keep those sarcastic comments out of your mouth when you were younger, ne?”

Rather than looking offended, a low chuckle emerged from deep in the Uchiha’s throat. Like a gust of wind, the decibels careened up the chasm until they entered Sasuke’s mouth, imbedding themselves in thinly stretched lips before resurfacing as an army, attacking as one blast of vibration around Kakashi’s sensitive flesh. He knew hands had left the chair when he felt the heavy weight and slight twinge of pain against the back of his skull.

“Ah…Sasuke, I know you can take more of me than that.” Kakashi groaned huskily.

As if to prove his point, the hands gripping the short ends of his hair tightened, dragging him further into the man’s crotch. Sure enough, Sasuke opened his mouth wider, allowing Kakashi’s hands to tug until the dull tip of his cock nudged insistently against the area the Uchiha’s tongue currently blocked off. Kakashi was challenging him with his words. And since Sasuke could not fight back with his own right this second, he used actions instead.

Without surrendering his blockade, the teen brought his slick muscle to life, flicking the tip rapidly against the responsive underside of the man’s erection while undulating the voluminous end to massage heartily against the rest. Hearing the man hiss above, Sasuke took it as a sign of victory and hollowed his cheeks to suck as a bonus. Only when he lifted his tongue to grind Kakashi’s cock into the rigid palate against the roof of his mouth did those hands finally relinquish their grip, flattening lifelessly against the dark strands.

Now that Kakashi didn’t have much control over anything, Sasuke gently guided the thick flesh through the back of his throat. He felt his glands salivate around the massive obstruction as he fought hard against the involuntary gag reflex with a muffled grunt. Kakashi wasn’t helping him much, not with the way his hips kept twitching and twisting forward. Luckily the hands that had now taken up squeezing his head weren’t pulling also or else he really would choke.

Through dizzied and slightly blurred vision, Sasuke looked down around his mouthful to notice there was still another inch or so to go. Despite a protesting windpipe and quickly thinning authority over bodily actions, the thought of wiping that smug attitude from the man above him urged the Uchiha to press onward. Just before obtaining his goal, a harsh jerk of the cock in his mouth sent a spurt of fluid dripping sluggishly down his esophagus, ticklish feeling setting off a violent chain reaction.

Unable to contain it anymore, Sasuke swallowed around the thick flesh, tongue and tonsils working together to collapse around it just as lungs were issuing their orders for oxygen. Attempting to inhale around a blocked passage only added more fuel to the fire. Violently yanking himself from Kakashi’s lap, Sasuke fell back against his heels, arms flying out behind him to hold his weight as he coughed and sputtered, entire body heaving great gulps of air.

Snapping out of his haze of desire, Kakashi watched intently as Sasuke fought to breathe. Maybe I shouldn’t have pushed him…I knew he would try and take the whole thing. Once the gasping was less audible and a relatively irate expression had crossed the teen’s features, Kakashi leaned forward with a sexy smile. “Very impressive, Sasuke-kun.”

Before Sasuke could unleash his wrath and scream about how it was not his fault Kakashi didn’t have better control over himself, a hand against the side of his face stunned him to silence. The rough pad of a thumb traced lovingly against the baby-soft skin of his cheek before following the pronounced angle of jaw. There it scooped up a liberal trail of spit from his chin—one Sasuke hadn’t been aware of—and brought it back to the man’s mouth in a mimic of what Sasuke had done to him earlier.

Time seemed to freeze around him, black eyes transfixed by the sight of Kakashi licking the saliva—his saliva—from the digit and looking unbelievably arousing while doing it. As the lithe pink organ swirled and stroked the skin thoroughly, unbeknownst to him, Sasuke’s own cock twitched in dire need.

Kakashi saw it. It was the only signal he needed to tell him Sasuke was still eagerly ready for another round. Rising from the chair, successfully bringing the Uchiha’s face within range of his cock again, he smirked when the teen swiftly moved to the side to avoid getting poked with it. “Not afraid of it, now, are you?” he questioned teasingly, reaching a hand down to lightly stroke the hard flesh.

Turning his head to the side, Sasuke scoffed, frowning slightly. “Of course not,” he muttered. Though his ego had slightly diminished in the past few minutes, he definitely hadn’t lost his nerve. He wasn’t about to say that, though.

“Good,” Kakashi replied, gripping the Uchiha by the biceps and hauling him to his feet. Adopting the same look of hunger he’d had nearly the whole time, Kakashi craned his head down to whisper lasciviously, “because by the time I’m through with you, you’ll be in love with it.”


A/N: That cocky bastard!! ^^ Darn it, still haven’t gotten to that full-blown sex yet! But I really wanted to update because it’s been sooooooo long! Hopefully that will tie you guys over for a little while until I can get the REAL hot stuff written. I love youuuuuuu. Remember to review cuz that motivates an author like no money ever could! XD

P.S. Happy New Year alllllllll! ♥